Rules of the Unusual: I am the Final Boss

Bai Xu practically rushed back to his room.

With a loud bang, he slammed the door shut, even creating a gust of wind. He leaned against the cold door, his chest rising and falling slightly, the burning heat on his face not yet completely subsided.

The scene in Shi Mo's room kept replaying in his mind—the arm around his waist, the warm breath close to his ear, the lazy yet undeniable "Okay, stop asking," the team members' suppressed laughter, and Hong Yuan's frighteningly bright eyes...

"Damn it!" Bai Xu cursed under his breath, scratching his short, dark hair in frustration. He was always calm, composed, and strategic; when had he ever been so disheveled, so...out of control? What was Shi Mo trying to do?!

He went to his desk, trying to calm himself by dealing with organizational matters, but he couldn't focus on a single word on the documents. His pen moved aimlessly across the paper, leaving behind jumbled lines.

Just then, a slow, deliberate knock sounded at the door.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Bai Xu paused, then raised his voice impatiently, "Who?"

A flat, emotionless voice came from outside the door—the last thing he wanted to hear at that moment: "Me."

It was ink at that time.

Bai Xu's brows furrowed instantly, and he replied curtly, "What do you want? If not, get lost. I don't want to see you right now."

There was a moment of silence outside the door, then a slight turning of the doorknob came from inside—Shi Mo pushed the door open and walked in without waiting for his permission.

Bai Xu abruptly stood up, his green eyes blazing with fury: "You!"

Shi Mo closed the door behind him, leaning against the doorframe, his long, silvery-white hair gleaming coldly in the indoor light. His heterochromatic eyes fell on Bai Xu's still slightly flushed face, his eyebrows slightly raised, his tone carrying an obvious hint of mockery: "Oh, still angry?"

This nonchalant attitude, as if nothing had happened, only added fuel to the fire. Bai Xu felt a tightness in his chest from anger. He glared at Shi Mo, then turned away decisively, showing his refusal to communicate with him through his actions.

He looked out the window, trying to calm his breathing, telling himself not to stoop to the level of this inexplicable guy.

Light footsteps sounded behind him, and Shi Mo walked over.

Bai Xu's muscles tensed instantly, and he went into a state of alert, fearing that this guy would do something shocking again.

However, Shi Mo did not approach him, but stopped a few steps away. Then, Bai Xu heard a slight whooshing sound, as if something had been thrown over.

He instinctively reached out and caught a small, cool crystal bottle in his palm.

The bottle was crystal clear, and inside rippled a deep, dark golden liquid that seemed to contain the power of stars. The liquid flowed slowly, emanating a powerful and pure energy fluctuation.

Bai Xu looked down, and the moment his gaze fell upon the crystal bottle, he froze in place as if he had been frozen in place.

He recognized it. Or rather, he recognized the energy fluctuations and form—an A-grade item, the [Power Source Potion], a top-tier rare potion that permanently increases the user's strength attribute by 10 points!

This item is priceless! It could easily fetch tens of millions, even hundreds of millions, at the black market or any auction! And nobody would actually put it up for sale! It's the ultimate treasure coveted by all melee-type and high-strength-requirement Awakeners!

Bai Xu's mind went blank. He abruptly raised his head to look at Shi Mo, his lips trembling, barely able to utter a complete sentence: "You...you...what...what does this mean?"

His voice was dry and hoarse from extreme shock, and the anger on his face had long been replaced by disbelief.

Seeing his jaw nearly drop in astonishment, Shi Mo seemed to find it somewhat amusing. A faint smile curved her lips, and her tone remained as calm as if she were handing him a glass of water: "Alright, don't be angry. Consider this an apology."

"Apologize...apology?" Bai Xu felt his tongue was tied in knots. "Use...use this? A-grade [Power Source Potion]? Do you know how precious this thing is?!"

He simply couldn't comprehend Shi Mo's thought process! Just because of that little "conflict"? He was going to use a top-tier drug worth hundreds of millions to apologize? This wasn't just being generous, this was... insane!

Shi Mo shrugged indifferently: "It's just a bottle of medicine. Take it if it's offered to you."

"I..." Bai Xu looked at the heavy bottle of potion in his hand, enough to drive any awakened person crazy, and then looked at Shi Mo in front of him with a "this is no big deal" look on his face. His feelings were extremely complicated.

The anger had long since vanished under the immense impact, replaced by a profound confusion and an indescribable feeling.

What kind of person is this guy? He casually takes out something like this to give away; how many secrets is he hiding?

He looked into Shi Mo's calm, heterochromatic eyes, which held no scheming, no flattery, and not even a flicker of emotion, as if he had simply given away an insignificant trinket.

Bai Xu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, all the words got stuck in his throat.

He looked down at the potion in his hand; the dark golden liquid swirled slowly within the bottle, emitting an alluring glow. Finally, as if giving up the struggle, he mumbled a reply: "...Oh."

He held the medicine tightly in his palm, the cool bottle making his hand feel slightly hot.

Just then, in Shi Mo's mind, the system's scream almost shattered the sky:

【Stay! host! 】

The system's electronic voice, distorted and shrill from excessive shock and collapse, declared: "What are you doing?! You gave away a Grade A [Power Source Potion]?! Just like that?! To Captain Bai Xu?!!"

Shi Mo frowned slightly at the sudden noise, responding indifferently to himself, "Hmm. What's wrong?"

[What's wrong?! You're asking me what's wrong?!] The system felt its data was about to become chaotic. [That's an A-grade potion! An A-grade potion that permanently increases your Strength attribute by 10 points! Do you know its value?! If you use it yourself, your Strength attribute will directly increase to 30 points! This is a huge boost to your current strength! How could you just give it away so easily?!]

The system's voice trembled with tears: [Host! We may have some resources, but we can't squander them like this! And that's Captain Bai Xu! He... he may be a teammate, but we're not so close that he can just casually give away hundreds of millions of resources, are we?! Host! Take them back! I'll say you were joking right now! Hurry!]

Shi Mo's brows furrowed even more; the system's incessant chatter was irritating him. He coldly replied in his mind, "Shut up. It's my stuff; I can give it to whomever I want."

[But host...] The system still wanted to argue its point.

"I have plenty of ways to improve attributes." Shi Mo interrupted it, his tone carrying an unquestionable indifference. "If I don't give this little piece of trash something, how long will he stay stuck in the same place?"

Bai Xu's current stats were clearly displayed in Shi Mo's perception: Strength 105, Agility 100, Constitution 103, Spirit 100. While this was indeed top-tier among human Awakened, it wasn't quite enough in Shi Mo's eyes. This potion could directly boost Bai Xu's strength to 115, which was a decent boost.

The system detected the hint of displeasure in Shi Mo's tone and instantly fell silent.

It knew that its host was truly getting impatient.

It dared not shout anymore, but the core code was still frantically calculating the "losses" brought about by this "gift," and a simulated emotion called "heartache" was almost overwhelming its logic modules.

(Oh no, oh no, oh no... The host is not only misusing the Divine Contract, but also starting to randomly send top-tier resources... I can't live like this anymore... My performance... My rating... Will the main system think that I misguided the host, causing serious deviations in the host's behavioral logic... Waaaaah...)

The system groaned inwardly, but dared not utter another sound, and could only silently and sadly record this "wasteful" act.

Inside the room, Bai Xu remained in a state of profound shock and bewilderment. He clutched the vial of medicine as if it were a branding iron. He looked up at Shi Mo with a complex expression, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "...Why?"

He didn't understand. Shi Mo's behavior was completely unpredictable. First, there was that... frivolous act, and now he's offering such a generous gift. A slap followed by a sweet treat? But this sweet treat is too sweet, so sweet it's unsettling.

Shi Mo saw the clear confusion and wariness in his eyes, but had no intention of explaining. He gave gifts without needing a reason, only based on his mood.

"There's no particular reason," he said casually. "I just thought you needed it, so I gave it to you."

He walked to the window and looked at the night view of the Seventh Sequence Base outside. It was brightly lit and orderly. Compared to the Endless Abyss he once controlled, this place was as insignificant as a speck of dust, but it was also... slightly more interesting.

Bai Xu watched his retreating figure; his long, silvery-white hair seemed to glow in the night, exuding an air of aloofness and mystery. He pursed his lips, and finally whispered, "...Thank you."

Regardless of Shi Mo's motives, the value of this gift was undeniable. Ten permanent points of strength would significantly boost his power. He couldn't refuse, nor could he help but feel grateful, even though that gratitude was tinged with too many doubts.

Shi Mo didn't turn around, he just waved his hand casually.

Bai Xu took a deep breath, his gaze hardening once more. He carefully put away the bottle of [Power Source Potion]. He would remember this favor. At the same time, his curiosity about Shi Mo reached its peak.

What secrets does this mysterious, powerful, and unpredictable man hold? Did he really join the Seventh Sequence simply to make it easier to enter dungeons?

Bai Xu knew he would likely find it difficult to get a direct answer from Shi Mo. But he would try to observe, analyze, and unravel the mystery in his own way.

At this moment, in Shi Mo's mind, the system was silently and repeatedly refreshing the host's asset list. Seeing the "A-grade [Power Source Potion] x1" become "x0", he felt his core bleeding.

(My Grade A potion... just like that, gone... Host, you spendthrift! Aaaaaaah!)

The system crashed silently, yet it was deafening.